A carefree soldier king in the city

Chapter 423 Bullfighting

Bridal and the others quickly nodded, then turned their gazes back to the Qilin.

"Um—what's your name again, you four-legged creature?" Chao Bufan asked it.

“Listen up, I’m not some kind of monster, I’m King Osiriar.”

"Oh, oh," Chao Bufan said twice, "I say, King Osirial, if we really get past you, could you tell us about your extraordinary ability to copy attacks?"

"Huh?" Bridal and the others were startled, exchanging bewildered glances. They thought to themselves, "Has Bridal gone mad? He actually wants a monster to teach us magic?" However, if this monster could really teach them this extraordinary copying magic, then—then, the four of them began to feel excited and fervent.

"Hahahaha—" King Osirar laughed heartily upon hearing this, and said, "Interesting, kid, you really know how to scheme. If you want me to tell you about this extraordinary magical copying ability, then you'll have to get past me first."

"Okay, then you have to keep your word!"

"I told you, you have to get past me first."

Chao Bufan smirked, then flashed onto King Osirial's back. Without hesitation, he gripped the Heaven-Piercing Sword and plunged it fiercely into the king's back. This time, however, he held nothing back, utilizing the Heaven-Piercing Sword's power for the attack. Although King Osirial possessed astonishing defense and an extremely powerful ability to copy magic, he was utterly vulnerable before the divine artifact, the Heaven-Piercing Sword. With Chao Bufan taking precautions, the Heaven-Piercing Sword pierced King Osirial's body smoothly, neither too deep nor too shallow, just right.

"Roar--"

Suddenly gripped by pain, King Osiriar let out a agonizing roar, shouting, "Boy, you—"

It couldn't understand how it could be injured, given its "invulnerable" body and its extraordinary magical copying ability.

However, before it could even think, the attack from Bridal and his companions arrived. These four seemed to have learned their lesson; instead of striking its body, they attacked the ground around it. The relentless, relentless attacks created a deafening roar around King Osiriar, sending dust and sand flying everywhere – a truly chaotic scene of "smoke and fire!"

Although these attacks did not cause any real harm to King Osirial, the harassing attacks, coupled with the stinging pain in his back, really made King Osirial somewhat flustered, unable to defend himself properly.

"Roar—Damn it—" King Osirar roared angrily, "You wretched brats, you have angered me, and I will make you pay a heavy price for it."

As it spoke, it leaped forward and pounced on Bridal. Upon landing, it pushed off with its hind legs, trying to throw Super Extraordinary off its back. Bridal was already prepared and flew into the air on its wooden chair the instant it spoke, so the pounce missed. Not only did it miss, but it also failed to shake off Super Extraordinary from its back.

It tried to kick several times, but Chao Bufan was like a nail firmly embedded in its back, and it couldn't shake him off no matter how hard it tried.

"Roar—Damn it." It roared angrily, kicking its legs. Seeing that it couldn't shake off the person on its back, it stopped trying. However, the "flames" coming out of its nostrils showed that the anger in its heart was extraordinary. It angrily turned its head and stared at Chao Bufan on its back, saying, "Boy, if you don't bring out your broken sword, this king will really be angry."

Actually, it was already angry, almost to the point of suffocation.

Chao Bufan grinned and said, "Okay, I'll pull it out right now."

As he spoke, he took a few steps back and stopped in the middle of its back. Seeing that the opportunity had come, King Osirar was secretly delighted and was about to kick Chao Bufan away when Chao Bufan suddenly reached out and grabbed Potian, and once again slammed it into its back.

"Roar—" It let out another painful scream, its hind legs lifting less than a meter before falling back to the ground. "You wretched brat, how dare you go back on your word."

"You can't blame me for this. You were the one who went back on your word first. It's just that I was a little bit faster than you," Chao Bufan said nonchalantly.

"You—good, good, you wretched brat, you have thoroughly enraged this king, so don't blame me for being ruthless—"

Before King Osiral could finish venting his anger, Chao Bufan acted decisively, quickly looking up and transmitting his voice to Blido and the others: "Find the right moment to attack its wound." His hands were not idle either; he pressed down hard, and Potian penetrated even further, causing King Osiral to scream in agony.

"Roar, roar—die—"

Before the word "ba" could be finished, Bridal and the others launched an attack, striking its wounds with various magical attacks, causing blood to splatter everywhere.

"Roar—Damn it!" In his rage, King Osirar disregarded the excruciating pain and swung his head, charging at Chao Bufan with his sharp horns.

How could Chao Bufan let it have its way? He quickly drew his sword, Potian, and then appeared directly in front of King Osiral.

King Osiriar, having failed to achieve his goal, glared angrily at the extraordinary being already standing in front of him. He transformed himself into the size of an ordinary horse, knowing that the larger the target, the easier it was to attack. He roared, "Boy, you've finally come down."

Upon hearing this, Chao Bufan chuckled and said, "I don't want to get gored by your horns and have a big hole punched in me, so I'm getting off!"

"Good to know, then—go die!"

With that, King Osiriar pushed off with his hind legs and charged towards Chao Bufan with his head down.

"Let's fight a bull!"

With a loud shout, Chao Bufan produced a red cloth between his hands. He grabbed the two corners of the cloth and shook it at the charging King Osiriar. Then, with a twist of his hips, King Osiriar rushed through the red cloth.

Good heavens, a spectacular bullfighting dance has begun.

"well!"

"Pretty!"

Bridal and the others hovered in mid-air, clapping and screaming, enjoying the "bullfighting match" below with great delight.

An hour has passed...

Two hours have passed...

Three hours have passed...

……

Several hours had passed, and King Osiriar finally collapsed from exhaustion, panting heavily as he lay on the ground.

"No, I can't take it anymore, I'm exhausted! Kid, you're ruthless, you actually tried to tempt me with the thing I hate the most, you're really something!" King Osiriar said breathlessly.